Mexico
San Miguel de Allende
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Nikon D800E, 55mm
1/15, f/16, ISO 200
Sculpture by Rita Green
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Thailand
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Strings across strings
Ave Maria
Haunts your heart.
Reeds on lips
Harlem Nocturne
Nurtures your desires.
Sticks on skins
Drum Sex
Transports you to deep dark.
Sable hair strokes colors
Mona Lisa
Invites you to explore beauty.
Russia
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Below the frigid, icy Arctic
Six hundred miles.
Warm golden summer evening unfolding
Prancing hooves
Weaving through one thousand acres
Manicured gardens
Flowers in full bloom
Colorful, gay.
Stallions pulling proudly
Glimmering black Royal Coach
Top hat driver snapping leather reins.
Grand entrance
Royal Palace
One thousand feet long
Lavish
Flamboyant
Russian Baroque
Catherine Palace
Empress Catherine II
Catherine the Great.
Handsome Prince
Pink-laced Princess.
Hooves halt
Kissing her soft, snow-white hand
Escorting Swan off Royal Coach.
Moving musical score
Tchaikovsky’s Swan Lake Ballet.
Prince lifts Princess
Into deep blue sky
Grace
Precision
Classical Russian Ballet evolving
Expressive
Flowing
Body patterns revealing deep romance.
Pure of heart
Love pledged
White Knight.
Poland
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Chill went up my spine
Spiritual uplifting notes
Muffled Mephistos stilled
Eyes teared
Inspiring notes.
Cello of passion
Whispering
Riveting.
Intense
Timeless aria.
Turned
Across lonely road
Shade
Large leafy oak.
Brazilwood bow
Brushed slowly
Across strings.
Snow-white feather fingers
Glided slowly
Along neck.
Eyes caressed her cheeks
Her heart
Her soul
Dreaming
Calm
Peaceful
Lithe body swaying.
My tears flowed
Nikon rose to eye
Fog through rivulets.
Push. Click. Push. Click. Push Click.
Greatest hymn ever written
Comfort
Silence
Her eyes glided open.
I whispered “thank you”
English.
She whispered “thank you”
Polish.
May you find an expression of love, calm and spiritual dimension
listening to the music from my morning.
Argentina
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You don’t know her.
I do!
Sophie.
Relaxed
Sophie casually waited to dance
Tango music moving her spirit
Swaying to the sounds of the rhythm.
Sophie loves to dance
By herself
With a man
With a woman.
Waiting to be asked.
But not for the reason the other women were waiting.
Other women wanted a fantasy.
They wanted young
Stud
Latin
Chiseled face
Piercing eyes
Hot-blood.
Shirt buttons open to six pack abs
Matted intertwined black curls to the navel
Her braless breast pressed against his chest
His pants skin tight
Firm thigh surging between her hot, quivering legs
Moist
Ecstasy slowly slithering its way up against her warm, twitching belly.
Sophie just wanted to feel her inner passion.
The freedom of dancing.
The flowing.
Sophie could dance to the news.
You feel inner passion.
The keyboard of your desk
Your fingers rhythmically listening
A musical favorite.
The freedom of letting go
The spirt rising
The release.
Doing what you love
Doing what you really feel.
Deep down inside.
Your inner core talking.
Your inner passion.
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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:
“Want to play around?”, she coos in your ear.
Only in this wild, funky, music saturated town, where the jest and the joke are commonplace, are you musically and mischiefly entertained by a pair of 33s dangling off a pretty woman’s neck.
What a sassy town!
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ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:
The race is on
Here comes pride up the backstretch
Heartaches a-going to the inside
My tears are holding back
And tryin’ not to fall
My heart’s out of the running
True love’s scratched for another’s sake
The race is on and it looks like heartaches
And the winner loses all.
Thank you for the words and music, legend George Jones.
ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:
As our intertwined couples passionately engage themselves with the rhythms of the tango our musicians appear; acoustic guitar, deep throaty sax, maybe some violins, piano, a double bass and a bandoneon.
ARGENTINA Through Harold’s Lens:
Patience Beautiful!
A delicious Latin man is near.
Tango is ad lib on the street corners, and you may be the next woman selected.
Life’s a surprise in Buenos Aires.
MEXICO Through Harold’s Lens:
Stroll through the alleys and narrow lanes of San Miguel de Allende with the legendary Estudiantinas.
These student singers, dressed in 16th century medieval costumes, play their lively, contagious music as they strum their musical instruments, sing and dance.
Visitors follow behind them dancing and drinking wine from a flask.
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